Friday, October 10, 2014

  • There was a cyber cafe in my neighbourhood named .
  • Back in the early 2000s, cyber cafe or simply known as CC was a new concept. It is a place where people get engage with the cyber world. Gaming, surfing, chatting and many more. 
  • was a great place. It was equipped with 24 high tech computers. The cafe was divided into three area. When you walked in through the door you would be at the lounge where you could see the counter, few sittings and a vending machine. 
  • When you walk further inside, there were two more areas. The larger area was a dedicated place for gamers. They could turn up the volume as loud as they wanted to and have blast while play their game. The smaller area was design for people who wanted to have a quiet/peaceful time surfing the internet. 
  • Of course my area of choice was the large area. I love gaming back then. Most of the time, I would play Counter-Strike. Some other times, I could be seen playing Ragnarok, Diablo or WoW.
  • Once in a while, I would open up a music player called Winamp and listen to my favorite tunes. Of course there was no Youtube back then. So Winamp was our source of music.
  • As the saying goes, everything must come to an end. So did's time. After I further my study in UiTM, was neglected by the owner. Slowly the place became a wreck. It wasn't a cool place to hang out anymore. It was so bad that it had to be closed.
  • great game for great people
  • A sad ending to a very great place. 

Thursday, September 25, 2014

When we were young

L-R: Renji, Maulsteen, Abrox

Barren place

  • I started blogging in 2007. Hence, this is my 7th year administering this blog.
  • In 2007, blog was the talk of the town. Everybody owned at least a blog. People would write anything from current issues to what type of underwear they love.
  • Honestly, like many, I started blogging because it was cool. Looking back at my early entries, it is all just me mixing words and my limited world view. It was fun though.
  • Fast forward to 2014, blog is not so popular anymore. Many other website or application has taken over blog's place at the helm of social media. 
  • I am still here though. The only reason is that, occasionally I want to write. I want to practice my writing.
  • Here I feel free to write and mumble anything and everything. Compared to the 'crowded' Facebook, I found peace here in my own personal space.
  • It is frustrating to see my friends and bloggers stop to write. One by one they abandon their blogs. All it is now just a reflection of their past life.
  • Even more eerie is that some of the blog has turned into 'soft-porn-penis-enlargement' blog'. I am sure these blogs have been hacked and infected by malware or viruses, pity them.
  • For now I would still write in my blog occasionally.
  • How long would I blog is another question that I do not have the answer yet. 

Tuesday, August 19, 2014


A city so big, it stretches from Selangor to Kuala Lumpur

This is where I learned to live,
A place of laughter, tears, rewards and punishment.

My eyes are wide open, to see this beautiful city,
It is the same city physically, but somehow its soul has changed.

It's great to see you
Keep on blooming,
My dear city.

Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Being a father

  • My father is a generous man. Sometimes beyond his means.
  • As a child, I saw my father as a quiet and responsible man. He didn't talk a lot.
  • Although he was not as talkative as Ibu, he was far from boring.
  • He had his own way of interacting with us, the kids, and making us happy.
  • A thing that always stick in my mind is how he always came up with surprises.
  • One night, he came back home and brought along a Playstation. My brothers and I just could not believe our eyes. That night, we didn't sleep all night thinking of the prospect of playing the video game the next day.
  • When I was in university, my father once again surprised me by taking me to Pertama Complex and bought me a handphone.
  • I chose the latest sony-ericsson handphone. It came with walkman capability. I was a proud moment for me.
  • Now that I have beco
    me a father, I truly understand the love of my father towards me and my other siblings.
  • I hope I can emulate him as a father for I want to give the very best for my daughter.
  • Thank you Ayah. 

Sunday, June 8, 2014

New semester

  • The new semester begins tomorrow.
  • The campus will be busy again. Students make it alive.
  • Can't wait to see the young and eager faces in class.
  • I pray that this semester will be as good as the previous semester. May I able to teach my students with love and passion.
  • Come on Izzat!
This is Xaviers school for the gifted. Yes, it is fictional.

Friday, May 9, 2014


"Local" musical genius

  • I like listening to songs. I can say it is one of my hobbies.
  • When I was young, my computer was turned on 24/7 
  • Nowadays, car is the only place where I can listen to songs attentively.
  • In my teenage days, the furious, beats and "teenage spirits" were the main elements that influenced my choice of songs.
  • As teenage year eclipsed me, I started to look at songs in a different perspective.
  • For instance, M.Nasir - Anak-anak kita. I always thought the song as just a plain and simple reminder for parents. 
  • But as I listen to it as an adult, I started to feel it is more than that. I has this rebellious flavor in it even the song is not really presented in a furious or upbeat manner.
  • It talks more than just to take care of our kids. Anak - anak in  the song means the young generation. People who are next in line to govern take care of the country. 
  • At the end of the song, M Nasir asks plenty of rhetorical question that make anybody who listen to it carefully falls into a deep thinking mode.
  • All of this makes me appreciate a song more. Rather just an outlet to entertain me, I see songs as something meaningful. However, it is worth noted that  not all songs fall into this category.
  • As one grows older, one will become wiser. Listening to the same song with different perspective is one of the many examples to back up the claim.
  • It is time to dig up my old playlist and re-listen to every song tha t used to stuck in my head.
  • Maybe I can learn a thing or two from it. 
Selamatkah kita di tangan tukang karut itu
Selamatkah kita di tangan dalang wayang itu
Selamatkah kita di tangan ahli koporat itu
Selamatkah kita di tangan doktor jiwa itu
Selamatkah kita di tangan pakar kitab itu
Selamatkah kita di tangan tuhan-tuhan itu